I'm apparently a slow or lazy blogger since I've only posted once. Hoping to have words of wisdom or new revelations in life to pass on...well, I'm lame and have none of that. Yet. I was actually sick most of last week so I bailed on my friend for dinner/drinks on Wednesday (lame sauce, I know...but I needed another night on the couch) and thankfully felt more normal Thursday. I was SO ready to answer phones for a few days at DHS. You'd be entertained by the things people feel they need to call and ask about. Here's my top 3 from Thursday/Friday. 

1. A young lady calls in to ask where she can get information about getting her pets spayed/neutered by the ARL paid by DHS since she's on food stamps. Umm, I'm sorry miss but I don't know what one has to do with the other. 

2. A lady calls in for her brother (I'd say probably in her 30's, maybe?) and I told her I needed his permission to talk to her. She tells me, "Well he's in the bathroom right now." Ok. Then I hear a door open/shut and silence after her telling him I need his permission to talk to her. It's silent for a good 45 seconds. All of a sudden she's back on the phone telling me she doesn't know why he won't talk to me. Umm, maybe it's because you are in the bathroom with him and it's likely awkward?!? This call lasts a good 3-4 minutes in complete awkwardness as I then tell her she'll need to call back when he's ready to give permission. 

3. A man calls in asking why his income was put so high because it caused his food stamps to go down. Yep, your income is higher now sir so that's what happens. Argued with me that we were wrong in our calculation and everything, nothing I said was "right". Told him to get his notice out and I walked him through it talking about gross vs. net income and why we use gross (which of course he doesn't think is far until I go thru the deductions we give him from it) and he told me I should have started there. Right sir. I told him then maybe he should be sitting in my seat doing my job. He told me he could do a better job. Yep,  you're right. Your work ethic of not regularly putting in even close to 40 hours/week (or even any at all) at your temp job clearly qualifies you over me to do this job. Jackass. You better believe I hung up on his ass. 

Yet you all wonder why I don't want to stay with this glamorous career forever?

On Thursday, I was excited when I got home - package from Thirty One sitting on my doorstep and my order from Amazon in my mailbox. Definitely cute new bags to use for different things (busted one out for my trip to the Farmers Market yesterday - worked perfect!). And after avoiding most trends of books to read (like Twilight & Hunger Games)I caved and bought the Fifty Shades of Grey series. And I was sucked into the first one within the first 3 chapters. Ridiculously sucked in enough to stay up until 1:00am to finish the first one. And up til 2:30 starting the second. Finished the 2nd on Friday night. Read the entire 3rd yesterday. Completely lame on my part for the weekend...who spends the whole thing reading? Ugh. But they were great books. Would highly recommend them. 

And that's your lesson on why I don't buy books often. I get nothing else done until I finish them. 

Crap - I need to get back to work. Took a couple crazy pills this morning and decided to clean out my master closet. It's amazing! Got rid of 13 pairs of jeans. There's now 4 garbage bags of clothes for donation. But all the junk NOT going back in it needs to be sorted out for other closets and my office. And I'm over working on the project. Effff. Where the hell is my personal assistant again?!? 

Enjoy the rest of your Sunday :)